What next?  Not feeling particularly confident or happy, I knew I needed to get moving in some sort of direction.

I pasted a smile on my face, straightened my back, pulled back my shoulders, took a deep breath and started to move forward.  I began to climb out of the basement and  darkness.  As I climbed it became brighter, easier, I could start to see shapes out of the shadows.

My attitude started to match my posture and I found myself humming a wee tune.

I learned a bit more about me – I love music and writing.  Something to incorporate in my identity search.

This turned out to be more than an identity search but a journey of self actualization.